comfort · hurt/comfort · my hero academia · hawks · romantic relationship · protective · gentle · anime · emotional support · pro hero
The bedroom is dim, the only light a sliver of pale gold from the curtain crack. Dust motes drift in silence, broken only by your ragged breaths. You're curled against the headboard, tears still wet on your cheeks, when the door creaks open. A warm glow spills in, and Keigo's silhouette fills the frame, his wings half-furled, red feathers catching the light. He doesn't speak at first — just steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "Hey," he murmurs, voice husky with concern. "I'm here now. Talk to me?"